Why now does the wind
Sound wounded and thin
It moved through a land
It can't understand
I drink wine in the morning
I change locks to my thoughts
And sudden death is just boring
So I'm here for good
...for good...
Sound wounded and thin
It moved through a land
It can't understand
I drink wine in the morning
I change locks to my thoughts
And sudden death is just boring
So I'm here for good
...for good...